Evening Star Newspaper, May 15, 1922, Page 31

5 G A IR EATURES: 4y “Truly Delicious! *SALADA' T XA , Is Without Doubt “The Best.” H2o _ Sold.in Sealed PacKkets Only. the keen and happy gurgle of delight that trills and trills in everybody’s throat E every time they taste the zest and relish of that peppy and delicious Adams Pepsin Gum! "~ PEPSIN GUM N | DAIRIMEN'S /\_} Produ se it for Cooking don’t particularly. ask for.Daigy= .. men’s League Brand when you buy, you may get some other =3 kind that will not be “creamy If you want to use this as or= dinary milk in cooking, you just add an equal part of water, for this is rich, “creamy milx. milk.” Where the real “cream” effect is wanted, use it undiluted. 5 Please do not think of this as just “evaporated milk.” If you 6-0z. cans. 0z. cans. \ - DAIRYMEN'S LEAGUE CO-OPERATIVE ASSOCIATION, INC,, UTICA, N.Y, * HARRY H. MAHOOL AND COMPANY, 511 American Bidg., Baltimore, Mg .- Surilised-Unsweet, EVAPO RAT?I;‘ MILK L} from inspect :{B rds [ nca.uxw",'t It comes in 1 Ib. and ‘baby-size Sweetened Condensed Milk in 14- " THE - BEENING LISTEN, WORLD! BY ELSIE ROBINSON, They tell me that many homes dre going to the dogs. Rita Westman has saved hers by going to the delica- tessen. 1am aware that all righteous reformers brand the delicatessen counters as a menace and abomina- tion. Well, 'm not a righteous re- former, and I hope never to be one. I belleve that the Intelligent use of the delicatessen may do more for sweetness and light than all the baked beans in Boston. So listen to the tale of Rita. Dick Westman married Rita be- cause she was “a wonderful pal.” She had the shape, disposition and inter- ests of a happy boy. They hiked over the country together, found adven- tures at every corner and discussed their jobs with mutual enthusiasm. SAVING A HOME AT THE DELICATESSEN ) What a glorious life they were going to have together!, Then thev were married, and gradually Rita became a model wife. The house must be spotless. The sewing must be done at home and the fo0d home-cooked because.it was cheap- er and better so. Each day the chores grew more lengthy and complicated. A house cdn eat twenty-five hours out of every day—if vyou let it. Rita let it. She forgot the magic of the woods and the lure of the world in- She became obsesged with t mands of linoleums, “brasses, corned _beet and unbleached -muslin. When Dick came home at might the house was a shining temple and his dinner a small feast of the gods. But the wonderful pal was a tired-@ut ma- chine. She listened to his work" talk without interest. She could never find the time for a walk or movie after dinner. Or else her feet hurt. And then one day Rita woke up to find that Dick was taking hisghiking trips “with_the gang” and fslking shop with his cousin Estherz Sud- denly Rita’s perspective came #ck to her. She saw the value of housework and the waste of it. % Today Rita is buying their sMppers at the delicatessen quite oftews She has eliminated about half the dusting, sweeping, sewing and cooking, and The Test she does whenever % con- venient. She sometimes has Bples in her stockings, and so has Dick? They aren't saving quite as much money. There's sometimes dust on the man- telpiece when company comes. Hut also there’s jazz on the talking machine and love in their hearts. So, com'on— let's go out and buy a custom-built potato salad! o (Copyright, 1922.) Asparagus, Mousseline Sauce. Put on nests of well crisped lettuce hearts some cold cooked asparagus stalks from which the tough portions. have been cut, then put a spoonful of mousseline sauce on the aspara- gus in each nest and serve at once. The lettuce, asparagus and sauce should all be well chilled before serving. The sauce: Take eight tablespoon- fuls of butter, three egg yolks, one- fourth of a cup of heavy cream, two and one-half tablespoonfuls of Temon juice, one-fourth teaspoonful of-salt and a few grains of paprika. Cream | four _tablespoontuls of the butter. beating the egg yolks in thoroughly. | one at a time; add the cream. salt and i pepper, set over hot water and cook until it thickens, stirring constantly. Then beat in the lemon juice and the rest of the butter in small pieces. Do not reheat. oUe Dairymen’s League . flotflle.l B = STAR; . The Roving Knee. PRING and Saturday afternoon and a side street just off Broadway! Pushing their way through the after - matinee crowd, a massed line of seven persons with linked arms was whistling softly the amusing march of the toy sol- dlérs. Thev were making rather a nuisance of themselves, but nobody cared. because they were doing it so quletly and good-humoredly. They kept step in awkward imitation of the little soldiers who had, as Balleff suggested they might, marched straight “eento ‘ear-r-rts.” Big Jerry Blaisdell was on the out- side of tne line, his brother Hal guarded the other end, and sand- wiched in between were two of their pals from Yale. Trixle Allerton, a blase flapper, clung to Hal and to Yumpy Johnston; Madge Hawley, a demure brunette, was wedged between Yumpy and a chap named Gresham, and prancing along betwéen Gresham nd Jerry was the tiniest woman of all, a little creature all bronze curls and sparkling brown eyes and dimples. She wasn't dressed in smart sprin togs like the other girls. lndezd‘ : faded sports hat was slanted across! her curls/ her brown jersey suit had seen hard service, and her tan oxfords were as scruffy-toed a8 & vVoungster's, but she was manifestly “the life of the party,” and was having more fun than all the rest of them put together. Turning into Broadway, the com- pany broke ranks, the bronzed-haired person giving a long sigh. “Wasn't that the most fun!” she breathed, pulling her arm from Jerry’s. “You were a peach to drag a poor old lady like me along for such a heavenly party. Bye-bye, I'll have to dash to get the five-six. Meffcy me! what a scatterbrain! To start out village marketing at noon and end this way! You'd think I didn’t have hubby and a pair of twins!” “You're going to dash nowhere Jerry tucked her arm more firmly within his. “We've dug up enough between us to make an evening of it. Gaing to a joint down on 7th avenue for big, gory mutton chops and baked potatoes and cele Then"—he eyed Trixie Allerton—“we're going to buy a million pastries at Henri's and take "eta up to Trixle's house and make coffee.” “‘Modest, unassuming violet—timor- ous childi” Trix retorted languidly. “You'd better wait till I phone mother to drag dad out. Last time we danced in his billiard room he al- most had apoplexy. If mother will— why, I don’t care if you do.” ‘The seven of them grinned. the red-haired one shook her h “No can do,” she sighed. “I trhl; must go back to my Pumpkin Shell.” “Nothing doing,” Hal protested. Phone the facto: It's not five ye! Ole John will be there. Tell him to come on in. I know where we can pick up a’ couple more girls. Pretty please, Merry, it's ages since you've parted with us.” ‘The two younger women who had just that afternoon met Mrs. John Lindsay eyed her a trifle jealously. She had cheerfully announced that she was ads older” than the rest, but there was an alluring light in her brown eyes that seemed to entrance the college youths. ‘The four of them crowded her into a telephone booth, parking nickles But Wasn't Born Among Idle Rich. . Betty Blythe is just gorgeous. Usu- ally T detest the adjective “gorgeous. Usually it doesn’t apply. It's used all wrong. But it does apply to Betty Blythe. And I'm not saying that be- cause she gave me a cloth of gold evening gown last week, elther. She really is. She's sumptuous. She is tall and regal-looking, with close, dark hair and a mouth like a clover rose—if there is such a thing. and if there never was such a thing, then there is now, and it's her mouth! laughs all the time, too. Su a gh! And she's almost always di€t- ing, and_almost more. than always falling off the diet into an alligator pear or a tray of French pastry or suchlike edibles. And_she wears gorgeous clothes, too. If you don't like the word gor- geous, you'd better stop reading at this precise point. And if you've seen her in “The Queen of Sheba” you're wasting your time reading this, any- way, because I couldn’t tell you a thing that you don’t know. How- ever— You must have heard how well she Sheba'd, even if you didn't see her. Well, she wishes that she had been born'a queen—a regular, sure-enough, bona fide queen, seated upon a throne, a crown upon her head. a scepter in her hand. If Betty had been queen, the chances are ten- to one that she would have made one of her friends a gift of the throne, another a gift of the crown, and so on down to the king, providing only that the reign- ing monarch didn't happen to be Mr. Paul Scardon. Him she would keep, I fancy, being as she is Mrs. Paul Scardon. “However,” said Betty. o charine and lemon juice. born a queen, I can at least play them. That's one thing to be thankful for. And the other is that I wasn't born The Wife Who Wouldn’t Settle Down!: - N A Sequel to “Brides Will Be Brides” g By Lucille Van Slyke. - Ime? It's Mrs. Lindsay calling. beside thé box “at which she had to stand tiptoe. 3 “Tra-la-la-la. young hailed Central over Merriam' m -sheer exuberance. Merry's soft _contralto purred over the wire “Blalsdell fac- tory? Could you get Mr. Lindsay for hank you. Hello, Johnsy dear! No; the babies are all right and 1'm all right, and—well, I'm not home. you see. 1 happened to come to town. I didn’t mean to, but Susan Sue came today instead of Monday to do the mending, you know, so I started for the village to market, and I met Jerry, and he wag having a party—the nicest party —and be brought me, and the party is going on partying to a place where they have just marvelous mutton chops, wickedly cheap. So we alb want you to hurry for “the five-thirty- eight train, and we'll meet you in the station, and—"' She paused for breath. She frowned at the mouthpiece. ut nobody cares how you're dressed, Johnsy,” she interrupted her husband’'s objections. “I'm just the way I was when I started marketing. Don't be a goop. Just you phone Su- san to stay with the kiddies till we get there. See'if you can't jolly her into staying all night. 1 do so want to go to the party!” her voice trailed plaintively. . Hand over the mouthpiece, turned dolefully. “Jerry, he says we'd better not to- night. He says [ ought to hur the five-six out, and he says. paused just in time to stop herself eedlessly adding John's petu- vhy gad around with those Which was hardly logical of she thought, when only the had objected to another party as a “lot of old fogies.” ‘The truth was that Merriam never cared in the least what age suggested a party. A Christmas frolic for ten- year-olds, a golden wedding annive: sary, a junicr prom or somebody to take her to a matinee were all one and the same to her—“the nicest party ever” Which was why folks of all ages adored having her for a guest. But John liked parties very little. His own fireside, his own babies and his own wife would always content his soul. He simply couldn’t compre- hend Merriam’s insatiable desire for “fun. It was Jerry who interceded this time, shoving Merriam away to shout, heerfo, John! She can't go back now! But if you don't want to come 'll see she gets home all right. We've a couple men extra, anyhow." He chuckled as he hung up. “He's coming,” he announced. “Knew that would fetch the jealous brute! Right about face—tra-la-la-la!” He began the toy soldiers’ march again. “Com- pany, halt! TI've an idee! Spring is too hard on our feet. I know where we can get a whale of a limousine— over in Park avenue.” He grinned at Merry. “Did mother tell you the news? Rich Slocum is back from Alasa. Leila Graham has rented him her town quarters, big car and every- Rich is always ready for any- she “Let's not,” faltered Merriam, very much aware how John would dislike this part of the scheme. “If—if Rich is just back after years and years of =3 5 : ot seeing us’ Jerry interrupted, e'll be darned glad to see us, Coi on, or we'll keep ole John waiting." (Contiued tomorrow.) =% That She Had ueen—a ' Regular, Bona Fide Queen. o among the idle rich. I would hate that. It would bore me to death. I like to work, and I like to see the I couldn’t be a drone in the hive.’ Besides her career, she is, as 1 have so mysteriously hinted, the wife of the director, Paul Scar- don, with a home in California, a stepdaughter, aged nine; a and a reputation as a hostess. pals around a lot with Corinne Grif- fith, and she has a gorgeous (?) sense of humor. & ~(Copyright, 1922.) garden She MAKING THE HOME ATTRACTIVE BY DOROTHY ETHEL WALSH. m gl | H 3 Folding Shelves as Dining Table. . A dining_room is used for such a paratively small portion of the all mapners and sorts of 11 rooms do duty as such nowa- The modern housewife realizes th of conservation of space. i to use any of it for otl | com . living and sleeping rooms. Trr;ltdh-:!nme, large hall is a thing of the past, 88 Xl‘llkewil{. met:nesm o‘r ortions. Now the n| liberal ProRol od the ranks of ‘“re- arde Sliminated_enti eed. .flO‘:lre-e’:ndwlllly attractive room was the owner of a suburban created by e Original plans it was a lif room, but gradually Io tforritory to_the living room. which Heeds must be as large as possible in home.t A dinifng porch and pangsy y or are diminutive weré then thrown into one, K Toom as - g as it was.small was the result. Clever 1deas were carrfed out in this modern, room. of which I have: e e = e Ly asked the artist to give you an idea in her {llustration. _ « It was decided that a center tabje could not considered. - Then came for the the clever ideas. Two large win- dows overlooked the garden.. . .“What more attractive view for the dining than this same. garden?”. argued housewife. So -under the window sills five small shelves were’ bullt. These were placed on swinging and =0 could be folded down against the wall when not-in use. Each shelf fits closely to the next one,, u“;gfl o] number raised depends on the m dining at the table so made.. i seated have a view of the garden, and ‘when ali shelves are raised six pe may be served. “Enough amall home to accommodate,’ this ingenious housewife. 1 brackets, | ITERECEENN ¥ ¢ f ¢ ’ ¥ ¢ ¢ ¢ ¢ H2 ¥ if U ¢ £ ¥ ¥ ¢ ¢ f ¥ ¢ ¢ ¢ ¥ 2] ] [ H 4 5 i« B f ¥ ¢ 2 ¢ . FEATURES. ’ ASTON'S MAYONNAISE T is possible to pay more, but it is im- possible to get a better Mayonnaise than Easton’s. -0z. Jar I IS DTG IRITT I I R R 2L RELD That Troublesome Col(;n Of course you have a colon. No use being fussy or foolish about it. When neglected it is a source of many dis- tressing ailments, among them auto- intoxication, which leads to hardening of the arteries. 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